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How do you smile when it feels like the butterflies in your stomach turned into termites? How do you laugh when they start gnawing at your heart?
every day
i roll over
onto your
sweat soaked
side
of the bed
and i
remember
you thrashing
around
kicking
whimpering
all night
and every day
i wonder
why
I tried to hide the
way my cheeks dropped
I could feel it happening
my entire face landing in
my lap, I didn't consider
that to be losing my virginity


I considered why I felt so hurt
and decided it was because for
three years you were my first
and now you're not anything
and there was nothing and
in the middle of my web
design class, I started to
cry.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014.


Yeah.
good moments gone
bad times thrive
a true love lost
we all fall to despair
I told myself I would never do it again
as my body sank into my best friend's bed

"are you okay?"
                 "yeah, you?"
"yep."

the trip home was silent
and the sedan suddenly turned into an eighteen wheeler,
the rear view mirrors sticking out like Dumbo's ears.

we are in a cartoon.
I am convinced we are in a cartoon
and we are flying

             Dumbo could fly, too.

through euclid, and vernon, and lund
we are mute
and we are
happy
The drops of sand
were blood
falling to the floor
of her hourglass
figure.
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